Caster Chronicles Novels & Stories

A rock with an inscription on it. However, it had been marked as such on the map he'd found. The manuscript about the Fated One came to his attention while he was looking for the wisdom he desired. A map with Darwin's name on it had been half-burned to the ground, purged for belief in a once-mighty monster knight, now a lycan, with his humanity weakening slowly and now he had deemed himself dangerous. Darwin found the archive where the map had been when he placed his mother's bones in a box on their family tomb. The Fated One was said to be able to change the course of history. Was capable of defying the will of the fates as well as the will of the gods.

"It's three in the morning. You need to sleep." "I can't." I set down the phone. Picked up a paintbrush. Set it down again. "Connor, it's been seven days. Uncle Cas has never gone this long without contact. Something's wrong." "Or he's deep undercover. Tracking extremists who'd notice if he kept calling home." Connor moved into the room, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "Grace, Lord Castellan is eleven hundred years old. He's survived worse than Marcus Dane and Elena Frost."

Aaron told him, Icardi sat with his eyes closed. He was mumbling a lot of words that were not understood by everyone Black wanted to destroy more of her body but he felt something stopping him He looked at the magician with malice, to get away from above her and head towards him with the intention of killing him!! But he stopped in the middle of the road and began to let out a groan in pain, "You graduate from the Alpha," he shouted one last sentence and as soon as he was silent The alpha wolf had fallen to the ground just like a corpse

What’s the meaning of this? “Why wasn’t I informed about what transpired back then?” Ren questions sternly and I put my hand on the back of his neck and gently rub it with my thumb. “There was no time to wait for you to intervene. It was my battle.” “It was also the beginning of Armstrong’s downfall. I believe that it was when he saw my Angel in action that he developed that wicked obsession about getting stronger. He must’ve seen the true potential of an Undead and that’s what sent him into madness. From what I’ve heard, he moved his pack to Colorado soon after that.” Leo explains and I frown in confusion.

“But a marking can be replicated easily. Even so… no one other than my grandfather, their father, and the elders know the fact that the mark on the nape of Aldin glows when a man was placed beside of it” He then jumps down together with Kalisto's father to face the elders. “Please do the honor” They did just as what Sebastian said. But even after all the elders did that thing, there was no changes at all. Kalisto did the same as Aldin was kneeling on the ground on Sebastian’s forces “You…” He mumbled. “Aldin fell in an incident and get a scar behind his ear” One of the elder stated. Kalisto check it and saw none. “Aldin also has a cut on his middle finger. He gets it when he was helping me a

Drake held his head trying to calm the raging anger he was feeling, “Alright, but I need some time to cool down. What are you doing here anyway?” Alexis smiled at Drake, “We decided to help you and Angel any way we can. We’ve gotten some people together to help you all. We’ve all heard the stories of your and Angel’s heroic deeds. You all can come out now! He’s okay now!” Just then more people came out of the bushes. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” Drake nods at them, “Okay everyone! Let's go into town and get supplies; we head out at dawn.” Everyone leaves to go get supplies for the long trip. Drake then grabs the dead soldiers and reads their last few days of life. Then he

"Maybe both" "Tell me about it" he said with full sarcasm. I rolled my eyes and swam close to him. The reflection of the moon hit his glistening skin and his tattoos seem to come alive. The mermaid on his stomach seemed to be swimming and the little clock on his chest that made him look like a robot, seemed to be turning. "Scott" "Hmm" he murmured.

The Colossus was a machine of divine magic, designed to crush entire cities under its weight. "The resonance point is there," Lyra said, pointing to a massive crystal spire in the center of the lake of fire. "If you stand at the peak, you can connect the ley lines. But Seraphina... the energy will be immense. It might burn you from the inside out." Kael grabbed Seraphina’s hand. "I’ll stay with you. My blood is the anchor. Yours is the sail." They climbed the spire together. Arion stayed below, coordinating the Unseen warriors as they prepared to repel the Shadow-wraiths that were now seeping through the cracks in the ceiling.

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

"I'm kind of at a loss here, to be honest. I'm afraid of saying too much or not enough. Being new here, I'm not sure where you stand with things in Bull Creek." Chet nodded, staring out to the parking lot. "I can understand that, so let me help you out. I know that your sheriff back in Draven Falls is clueless about some of the more…special…citizens of his town. However, thanks to Talquin of your Paranormal Council, I know enough not to dig too deep into things in your neck of the woods." He glanced up at Dimitri. "I'm guessing Neal is one of those things where I shouldn't dig too deeply?" Dimitri nodded. "Not by my hand," he said. "There's a…guy here....a Bane Kastner. He's wanting to run t